Category Poetry
Despertar
i have no idea what to do with a thing like me
baklava for breakfast
No, no, I wasn’t making a “jerk-off” motion while you were telling me your problems, I was shaking an invisible pom-pom to cheer you on!
unsure of the future
Money can’t buy you love or happiness but it can buy enough room to get away from people who spout cliches about money
true friends stab you in the front
I like people who are the right combination of brilliant and naughty
It’s not too soon for us to fall in love
All or nothing is a great standard to hold to if you really like nothing.
Capeta
Will they still want me When the vacation fun is over And it’s back to un-reality Waking up crying from haunted memories of a war, culturally, they cannot conceive A life lived that reads like a movie plot It’s a hell of a scene I won’t beg But I hope Count backwards from five Let […]
O que é do homem o bicho não come
i have a thing for the way you exist
